Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Robbie wasn’t as vexed as he had been the previous time. The feeling that rose within him was more akin to a sense of loss.

However, this seemed like a promising lead to Mommy’s whereabouts. Hope rekindled within Robbie’s heart, and he felt a renewed sense of vigor surge through him.

Robbie was young, but he knew that the more something was shrouded in secrecy, the more there was waiting to be uncovered.

He was determined to get to the bottom of things. What did that woman from Northridge have to do with Mommy?

Why did her figure look just like Mommy’s?

Most of all, why did she have Mommy’s ring?

her now, however. He couldn’t afford to be

he was deep in thought, there was a banging on the door followed by Zachary’s

door and opened it. “Please

the small sofa and surveyed his surroundings. “Raina did up this room for

I like it like this,” Robbie said, handing a cup of fruit juice to Zachary. “I

Zachary chortled. “Wait till you grow up. I’ll install a mini-bar here

Robbie queried,

fondly and said, “Mentally and intellectually, you’re already pretty grown up. But your body is still that

taking it

for them. They’re insistent on renovating it. Are you really fine with keeping yours the way it is?”

the family portrait hanging on the wall. “This

years ago, Robbie was the only one who had ever seen her. Robbie was thus privy

event had been incomprehensible to him when it happened. Robbie was thus aware of the fact that it was

resentment towards Henry was therefore perfectly

back so early today?” Robbie asked, changing the subject in